A few years ago a tornado tore through this neighborhood.
- The night before I heard the winds and the rain, but fell asleep in front of the TV and didn’t notice anything major happening.
The next morning I woke up and took the dog for a walk, at which point I saw that several houses on my street had been utterly destroyed. I could clearly see the path the twister had taken, and thankfully it had gone down the other side of the street, and not my side. It wasn’t until later that day when I went out in the backyard when I saw the smashed air conditioner. To be clear, it was not mine — I ran over to my air handler and found it none the worse for wear. In the middle of the yard was someone else’s air conditioner, and it looked like it had fallen from a great height, and smashed to pieces on the ground. How deeply asleep was I that I didn’t hear this massive HVAC unit plowing into my yard? It wasn’t until later I realized how lucky I was, because that air conditioner was just 12 feet away from hitting my house! I am not a scientist, but I believe that such a massive air conditioner coming down from such a height would easily tear through my roof and possibly kill whoever was under that roof! I would come to find out that the air conditioner belonged to a man named Ed, who lived about three miles from me. I’m glad the damage wasn’t worse!